Chapter Seventy-Eight: A Chance Encounter at the Qing Bar

"Feiwu, I sent you some Chinese medicine, do you remember to boil it up, if you express it, it will arrive in about half a month, and also, is the medicine I sent to you last time delicious?"

"Yes, yes, yes, the owners of the family accommodation say that the smell of the medicine I boil every day is too big, and they are complaining about me."

It was originally a joke, but Zhang Yingying took it seriously and asked cautiously, "Huh? Are people abroad so intolerant? Are you okay then? ”

Shang Feiwu sat in the courtyard and laughed, "No, just kidding." ”

Today is the weekend, a rare time to rest, so the big guys are chatting and resting in the yard.

Gu Lang heard a burst of laughter like silver bells and looked over curiously, but the smile that appeared on that cold face occupied the entire sight.

"Hey, if you look at it again, your eyeballs are going to fall off."

Penny sat down next to Gu Lang with a bag of snacks.

"What? Something special. ”

Gu Lang couldn't look away, "Didn't she say she didn't like this nickname?" Why do you keep screaming? ”

"Yo yo yo, I'm going to be the master of Shang Wu so soon, okay, I'm not screaming, I'm waiting to eat the candy of the two of you."

Gu Lang's cheeks flushed like a big boy, "Have you finished reading art history?" Finished with homework? Just kidding me here? ”

Penny grinned, "You've finished reading the history of architecture?" Is the model done? Just take a peek at Shang Wu here? ”

Gu Lang was speechless and cautiously looked away.

Shang Feiwu held the phone, chatting with his friends, discussing the speechless weather of the fighting nation.

It seems that half of the year is spent in the cold winter.

The last time they came back from Red Square for New Year's Eve, the front car window was covered with frost, and the windshield wipers couldn't be brushed off.

"Do you know what happened next? Andrei took a shovel from the trunk and shoveled all the ice off the window...... Haha......"

Zhang Yingying laughed with this, "Is it really so scary?" I've only heard that the winter over there is very cold, and I don't know it's so exaggerated. ”

Shang Feiwu sniffed, and the entry of cold air made her nose a little rosy.

She tightened her coat, "Yes, it's cold, it's too cold, I can't get up so early every day, I just want to sleep in the warm bed for a while." ”

"Feiwu, do you still get up at five o'clock every day?" Zhang Yingying's tone was a little distressed.

Shang Feiwu lowered his head, suddenly felt a little sad, and replied, "Well, I have to get up at five o'clock." ”

"Flying, you don't have to work so hard." Zhang Yingying comforted.

In the past two years, Shang Feiwu seems to be self-study in addition to classes, and painting is painting.

Shang Feiwu looked at his hands that were already covered with frostbite, his eyes were a little confused, "I can't do it if I don't work hard, Yingying, this academy is full of people who are better than me, they are more talented than me and have a background than me, the only thing I can do seems to be to get up earlier than them." ”

Zhang Yingying felt distressed again, she sighed, "Then you have to take care of yourself." ”

"Well, I've been taking good care of myself."

Seeing that this international call was about to end, Zhang Yingying endured it again and again, and finally couldn't help asking, "You, do you still miss him?" ”

Shang Feiwu was stunned for a moment, a little confused, as if his soul had withdrawn from his body at that moment.

"I ......" she tried to hide her emotions, but shuddered at the end.

She didn't know how to answer, so she heard the person on the other end say, "Feiwu, as far as I know, that person seems to have started dating Cheng Shiman." ”

After Zhang Yingying finished speaking, she hurriedly explained, "You listen to me, Feiwu, I heard Shangguan say that it was under the pressure of grandpa that I ...... like this."

"Yingying, don't say it, I have nothing to do with that person."

Her eyes were lowered, and the frostbite on her hands was even more conspicuous.

The years have been bumpy, the fate has been rugged, and she has completely lost that person in the days of wandering.

And that person should hate her at the moment.

There's no reason he shouldn't see those pictures.

Of course, Shang Feiwu knew that if that person was determined to find someone, the whole world would be turned upside down.

It's a pity that now he is just a person who thinks she has cheated and died in the rivers and seas.

"Goodbye Yingying, I still have homework to finish."

"Doodoo Dot ......"

The sound of the phone hanging up lingered in Shang Feiwu's ears.

It didn't take long for Gu Lang to come over.

"Shang Wu, let's go to a party in the evening, the friendship between the Department of Architecture and the Department of Fine Arts."

Shang Feiwu shook his head, "No, I still have homework to write later." ”

“e on！ There's no need to live so stiffly this weekend. ”

Shang Feiwu rolled Qiushui Yiren's eyes, thinking, is it that she always lives so carefully, that person's figure and face will come up in the gap of every time?

She looked up and nodded again, "Well, I'll go." ”

Giving up a day's homework to prove if she's too reserved to do this, it doesn't seem like there's anything that can't be done.

In a small bar near the Academy of Fine Arts, soft English songs are played, and the dim lighting is very much in line with the atmosphere of young people.

It's not big, but there are plenty of tables.

In addition to students, there are also some people who come here to settle down.

The Repin Institute has a great reputation, and there are a few tourists who come to visit every day.

And those who have done enough to do the strategy will naturally come back to this Qing bar to experience the taste of drinking with the students of the Repin Academy.

Tonight is a friendship between the Department of Architecture and the Department of Fine Arts, so the scene is very lively.

Everyone is busy with studying on weekdays, and being able to communicate and talk with each other in this small place seems to warm up the young heart.

Shang Feiwu sat against the wall, where there were oil paintings painted by art students for free, and she felt that these eager discussions were not as comfortable as looking up at the paintings on the wall.

Gu Lang was rare to start, looking at her side face, seeing her looking at the painting on the wall so seriously and persistently, he was angry and funny, and he couldn't bear to interrupt her.

St. Petersburg, Caviar Bar, is the bar in the Grand Hotel in St. Petersburg, which is said to have the most professional vogart bartender in Russia, so that every customer here can experience a high level of service.

Extravagant crystal chandeliers, tall blondes who come and go, fair-skinned.

Glass after glass of strong vogart entered his throat, and he felt his consciousness drift a little.

Jack sat on the side and comforted, "Drink less, drink too much and get uncomfortable." ”

He didn't understand, it was obviously an inconsequential business trip, and he could send someone casually, but Mr. Lu had to come with him.

This place is so cold that it really belongs to spitting on the ground, and before it reaches the ground, the saliva freezes.

Fortunately, it wasn't the coldest January, and if it was January, he thought he would pull the boss directly and wouldn't let him come over no matter what he said.

Lu Yiyou pushed the people around him with some annoyance, "Let's go, go to the Repin Academy of Fine Arts." ”

Jack was dumbfounded, "Academy of Fine Arts, why did you go to the Academy of Fine Arts?" ”

Feelings are still cold enough outside, are they?

Lu Yiyou looked at his drunken eyes and said angrily, "What's wrong?" Can't go? ”

"Go, go!" Jack nodded like garlic.

What are you kidding, Mr. Lu said that where he went, no matter how he said it, it would not be his turn to say that he would not go.

"You get dressed a little better, and I'll call the driver."

"I'll go alone, I don't need you to follow!" At this time, he was already a little drunk.

Jack didn't dare to refute, "Okay, whatever you say is what you say." ”

The doors of the bars are usually closed tightly unless a customer comes in.

A cold breeze blew in from outside the door, and another customer came in for a drink.

Shang Feiwu sat sleepily on the wooden table, listening to the sound of everyone's chatter, mixed with English, Russian, Japanese, Korean and Chinese.

She couldn't understand most of the things, but she could see them from people's facial expressions.

No, the girl sitting on the other side obviously has some hostility towards her.

is a Chinese girl, in the Department of Architecture, and Gu Lang is in the same class.

Shang Feiwu turned his head and glanced at Gu Lang, who was staring at him, and understood why this girl was hostile to him.

Everyone proposed to play a game, so people of the same nationality all sat around, and Shang Feiwu didn't have to change positions, and many Chinese students immediately came.

Everyone shook a beer bottle and played Truth or Dare.

The mouth of the beer bottle pointed in front of Shang Feiwu, and the person who turned the bottle was the girl sitting opposite.

Shang Feiwu had a headache, "I'll take a big risk." ”

She didn't dare to choose this kind of thing, for fear that the hostile girl would ask her how she felt about Gu Lang.

It's embarrassing.

The girl sitting opposite laughed, "It's so refreshing, that's ......"

She thought for a moment, "Then you go and kiss the drunk man at the back table."

There was a drunken drunkard at the back table, lying on the table, and all he could see was a fresh black hair.

"Xu Rong, don't be like this!" Gu Lang said nervously.

But the more she stopped drinking, the more unconvinced Xu Rong became, "Isn't it, you can't afford to play like this?" ”

Shang Feiwu glanced at the man sitting on the back table lying on the table, and then at Xu Rong's aggressive appearance, "Play, afford to play, I'll go." ”

She got up, but Gu Lang beside her grabbed her, "Don't, don't go." ”

Shang Feiwu shook off his hand lightly, "I am willing to gamble and lose." ”

The distance between their table and the back table was short, and the more Shang Feiwu took a step forward, the closer the familiar feeling became, enveloping her.

It must have been the rich smell of wine that affected her sense of taste, and she smelled his deadly breath for a brief moment.

It's warm and inviting.

She raised the head of the "drunkard" and wanted to borrow a quick kiss, but the moment she saw his face, she was stunned.

The apprehensive tone with a heartbeat was in a trance, "Lu, Lu Yiyou?" ”